Chapter 272: One Man Suppresses One Gang
The bright moon in the sky is still the same, but at this time, the thoughts in the hearts of everyone on the mountain are no longer the same as before. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoNo one's life in this world is important, and the same is true for people in the rivers and lakes. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the rivers and lakes are not the imaginary freshly clothed angry horses, most of them are people who don't know if they can live until the next day, whether they can see the sunrise, so that people who act on the edge of life and death naturally value their lives more.
No one is not afraid of death, looking at Zhao Zhijing who walked step by step from the Xuanyuan platform at this time, the many beggar disciples who were standing under the Xuanyuan platform, supporting the injured brothers around them, with Zhao Zhijing's every step approaching, the body couldn't help but retreat, the horror in those eyes was even stronger, as if he had seen his death.
Looking at Zhao Zhijing's figure approaching, the four elders of the beggar gang who had fallen to the ground at this time, the four pairs of eyes were full of frightened looks, watching Zhao Zhijing's figure continue to approach Yang Kang, the hearts of the four seemed to be like a knife, and the pain from the soul was tearing the souls of the four people every moment, how many years did the voice of this beggar gang be shattered at this moment?
Perhaps feeling the pain in the hearts of the four people, Zhao Zhijing's slowly stepped out figure stopped at this moment. Zhao Zhijing, who turned around slowly, looked at the four people who were still lying on the ground at this time, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and the moonlight fell on his face, glowing with wisps of light. Looking at the four of them, Zhao Zhijing's eyes swept towards the surrounding beggar gang disciples, and slowly spoke: "Brothers, brothers, don't you go and help your elders up, and let them lie on the ground, is it really good?
Everyone who heard Zhao Zhijing's words could be said to have mixed tastes on their faces, and they didn't know what was thinking in everyone's hearts at this time, and they had such a wonderful look. But at this time, Hong Qigong, who was hidden in the dark, looked at the vegetable seedlings that were like a straight line of the scorching sun at this time, without the slightest spirit, and only the bitterness of being shattered with pride.
At this time, the look on the face of Hong Qigong who was secretly in the dark was also mixed with these beggar gang disciples, and he didn't know in his heart whether it was right or wrong to let Zhao Zhijing make a move tonight, and he didn't know whether his strategy should be, but the spirit of the beggar gang disciples at this moment did not have the previous arrogance. But there was a hint of jealousy in his eyes, and at this time you secretly sighed in your heart: "This kid's cultivation has improved again, I don't know what adventures this kid has had in more than a year, he has such a cultivation, and I am far from being able to call me a flower!"
Not to mention Hong Qigong, who was complicated in his heart at this time, the look on his face was mixed. However, with Zhao Zhijing's calm words, among the many beggar gang disciples, four people ran out of the crowd and helped up the four elders of the beggar gang who were lying on the ground. I saw that the ragged clothes on the four people at this time had been torn out of cracks by the strength at this moment, and the skin hidden deep in the robes appeared from the cracks.
In everyone's imagination, the four of them should have died of blood on their bodies at this time, but there was not a trace of blood on the skin under the torn robe, not even a slight red mark. At this moment, everyone knew that Zhao Zhijing's strength had not been really used, and since the surging sword qi only dissipated when it touched the skin of the four people, it can be seen that Zhao Zhijing's control over his strength can be described as subtle. It's like a sophisticated machine, there is no waste of power, and naturally every trace of power is under his control.
With the support of the disciples of the Beggar Gang, the four elders of the Beggar Gang kept walking towards Zhao Zhijing. Looking at Zhao Zhijing, who was dressed in a white robe at this time without the slightest stain, the hearts of the four of them suddenly filled with fear. The hearts of the four of them suddenly secretly said: "Is the cooperation of the four of us a game for him? That white robe did not have the slightest stain, and not even a tiny bead of sweat appeared, it was really amazing! I still sat in the well and watched the sky." ”
The four of them stood slightly, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. The four of them, who had no one to support them, were like weeds in the wind, as if they would fall to the ground in the next moment. In the strange eyes of everyone, the four elders of the beggar gang immediately clasped their fists at Zhao Zhijing, bowed down and said, "I thank Your Excellency for your mercy!" After that, he bowed slightly to Zhao Zhijing.
Zhao Zhijing, who heard the words of the four people, still had a smile on his face, and his eyes fell on the four people, although the four people at this time did not have the slightest wound on their bodies, but the surging energy was not so comfortable, at this time, the qi and blood in the four people's bodies were constantly surging, and there were already wisps of blood on the corners of their mouths.
Looking at the dazzling blood stains on the corner of this person's mouth, Zhao Zhijing slowly spoke: "The seniors of the four beggars are serious, there are guests who follow the host, I, the guest, come to the territory of the beggar gang, the four are the masters, and I also follow the wishes of the four seniors." In my opinion, the four seniors should sit down and breathe down at this time, if there are any secret wounds left because of this, then it is not wrong for the juniors!"
After that, Zhao Zhijing didn't wait for the four of them to say anything, he turned around and walked towards Yang Kang, who had a frightened look on his face at this time. The disciples of the beggar gang were standing beside Yang Kang at this time, and Yang Kang knew at this moment that if he escaped at this time, he would not have the slightest chance, and if he left at this time, the master of the beggar gang would naturally be in vain.
At this time, Yang Kang's heart could be described as mixed, and he didn't know how he should survive this catastrophe for himself. Looking at Zhao Zhijing's approaching figure, many disciples of the beggar gang saw the complexity on Yang Kang's face. Although everyone despised Yang Kang's weakness and incompetence at this time, as a disciple of the beggar gang, he naturally had the responsibility to protect the gang leader.
Although there is horror in my heart, maybe it is because of the honor of the beggars, or the tiny dignity in my heart. Suddenly, under the moonlight, everyone had already stopped in front of Zhao Zhijing to protect Yang Kang. Seeing the scene in front of him, Zhao Zhijing's face suddenly showed a strange smile. At this moment, he snorted slightly, and this slight sound hit the people in front of Zhao Zhijing like a ripple. Suddenly, a look of pain appeared on the faces of the people in front of them, and traces of blood appeared on the corners of their mouths.
Looking at the people in front of him who still didn't give in at all, the smile on Zhao Zhijing's face was even bigger, and he was already only a few feet away from the person in front of him without stepping out, and even his thick breathing sounded in Zhao Zhijing's ears. At this moment, Zhao Zhijing secretly said in his heart: "I really think it is the villain of all evil in the novel!" (To be continued.) )